It is a great thing, when our Gethsemane hours come, when the cup of bitterness is pressed to our lips ... to feel that it is not fate, that it is not necessity, but divine love for good ends working upon us.

Morality is but the vestibule of religion.

A thousand wheels of labor are turned by dear affections, and kept in motion by self-sacrificing endurance; and the crowds that pour forth in the morning and return at night are daily procession of love and duty.

Genius is the accumulated wealth of our humanity--its most intense development concentrated at one point, and then with clearer expression and with mysterious power shot back to us across the galvanic lines of thought and feeling.

In the matter of faith, we have the added weight of hope to that of reason in the convictions which we sustain relating to a future state.

We have not the innocence of Eden; but by God's help and Christ's example we may have the victory of Gethsemane.

Tribulation will not hurt you, unless as it too often does; it hardens you and makes you sour, narrow and skeptical